As Years Go By

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James was suddenly awoken by loud footsteps, blood thumping in his ears.

He tried getting up to realize he was bound up to a chair. He opened his eyes to see a gloomy looking basement . Straight away, the earlier events came rushing into his mind, flashing before his Very eyes.

Had he been kidnapped? Where was the blue eyed bloke he had been snogging previously.

He took in his surroundings, frantically searching for the big pped guy, and found him, passed out in the seat opposite to him.

He tried freeing himself by wiggling his roped wrists around, and, surprisingly, got away. He then adverted his attention to the large nosed man, gave him a few soft slap up until he woke up, opening his sapphire eyes. Relieved, James bent down to kiss the other's full lips. James untied the bloke's wrists, careful not to hurt the other.

Silently, they both began searching for an escape, and luckily found an aperture. The guy, who's name was apparently Ringo pushed James up on his frail shoulders for him to get away.

When they both had stepped out, they found themselves in a muddy wheat field. Even though they were drained of any energy, their adrenaline filled veins kept them going.

So they ran. Ran for as long as they could. Ran for their lives. Ran for their hope was stronger than anything.

Eventually, they came to a stop as they were welcomed by a gas station. Ringo pushed the wooden door and once again, James was surprised, as he wasn't met by a basic 2022 convenience store, but by old racks and colorful shelves along with bright packagings.

He pulled Ringo in a corner as panic was rising in him and frantically began telling him about his situation aware of how Wacky and sick his story sounded.

To both their surprise, dingo understood, and slowly nodded.
"It's ok bb I'm gay too."
Those soft words made James fade into tears and they started making out once again, in the middle of the laundry department.